Day three was overall the roughest terrain so far. My load was significantly lightened by the replacement of my pack with a day bag containing only essentials, but my right knee started complaining early on.
The trail took us high above the loch, and back down, and back up, and back down, and back up… You get the picture! The sky was overcast but temperatures pleasant for walking.
A refreshing orange and lemonade at the Inversnaid Hotel set us moving until we paused at the lochside for our sandwiches. The chill set in at this point, bringing out hats and gloves for the first time, but we soon warmed up.
The next section was rough, involving plenty of scrambling around the craggy lochside trail. This continued for a few miles, until we finally reached the top of Loch Lomond and marched on into the farmland that would lead us to Inverarnan and the Drover’s Inn.
Feral goats and deer were our exciting spots of the day, that is, until we stepped into the Drover’s! This amazing inn opened in 1705 and is an impressive sight, outside and in.
We were lodged in one of the top floor rooms, with the most welcoming comfy beds. Downstairs we passed cases and cases of stuffed animals, including a ‘wild haggis’, which I thought was quite cute.
The bar is on the ground floor, so after showers and a short nap we headed down for some food. Oh wow did we eat! The portions were amazing, but we were so hungry we also had pudding. It was very, very good.
Two folk musicians arrived whilst we were still eating, and handed around instruments so we could all join in with their songs. It was the perfect end to a hard day, and we missed our third group member a lot but wish her a speedy recovery.